The Australiad (Mary Hannay Foott Poems)
'Twas brave De Quiros bent the knee before the King of Spain,And "sire," he said, "I bring thy ships in ...
'Twas brave De Quiros bent the knee before the King of Spain,And "sire," he said, "I bring thy ships in ...
'Twas brave De Quiros bent the knee before the King of Spain,And "sire," he said, "I bring thy ships in ...
IKing of the perennial holly-groves, the riven sandstone: overlord of the M5: architect of the historic rampart and ditch, the ...
I.'Lift me without the tent, I say,-Me and my ottoman,-I'll see the messenger myself!It is the caravanFrom Africa, thou sayest,And ...
No more, thou lithe and long-winged hawk, of desert-life for thee;No more across the sultry sands shalt thou go swooping ...
I know that all this is worthless and that the languageI speak doesn't have an alphabetSince the sun and the ...
He who walks through the meadows of Champagne At noon in Fall, when leaves like gold appear, Sees it draw ...
Here in Samarcand they offer emeralds,Pure as frozen drops of sea-water,Rubies, pale as dew-ponds stained with slaughter,Where the fairies fought ...
(From the French of Emile Verhaeren) He who walks through the meadows of Champagne At noon in Fall, when leaves ...
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